Few Remain, Many Lost

Chapter 5: Going South

As I get back to my house from getting a food resupply at the Wal-Mart close by, I noticed my front door was open. “I closed that when I left” I thought to myself. As I slowly walk inside with my gun at the ready, I leave my groceries in a closet next to the door and start to check my house. First thing I notice wrong is that my chain ladder that goes to the second floor is down, meaning it can be climbed. “Infected cant climb ladders, but humans can.” I say as I climb up. I look into my room and see that it’s empty, totally dead empty. I drop the machete and run to that bathroom that held all my food, that’s empty too. I look into the gun room and guess what? It’s empty

“Bandits! Scavengers! God damnit!” I scream out. I grab the machete from the floor and run outside to see if they left any traces to where they are, my search comes up with nothing. Not even an empty can was left by those bastards. Now I know there are people alive and the only positive thing I could think of is that they had to be close, I had over 158 cans of food and 20 guns plus about 5 bullets each. They couldn’t have gotten farther than a mile or two down the road and because there is a huge cloud of smoke rising from a nearby home and I know that’s them.

I hide the food and grabbed the machete as I hop the fence into my old neighbor’s yard and run to the other fence. After about ten backyards the smokes is rising from the house next to me, I then sneak in and see two guys smoking, one watching the fire and three are sleeping nearby. I throw a rock on the fence opposite to me, one goes, the other watches. One small slit with the machete is enough to make him silenced, as I throw the recently deceased thug over the fence, a plan kicks in.

After about five minutes of throwing rocks and slitting throats I have a pile of dead bodies outside the fence, and it’s starting to attract infected. After some more time, I have a line of meat going from the infected to the house, they then begin to destroy the fence, as I jump out of the backyard and wait. I then hear the screams and gunfire, sadly attracting more dead, they notice more and shoot at that. There's flare gun on the ground, when another idea pops into my head.